Idiot

If you hurt
Whom you know
As
Your emotion’s pillar

If you break love
Insult honour
Burn
What you need to be

If there is no if but dry salt of tears
If baseless a monument stands
How
Does the monument breathe life again

To be a real smile, again?

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